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I was sent here by a man in a suit.
He told me “Son, you’ve got a big job to do.
We got news that there’s been flooding nearby.
You hold your place or the whole town will die.”

But the waters too high
And the banks will not hold
And I can’t keep my grip
Because my hands are too cold.
There’s dirt in my mouth
And a roar in my ears.
I’ve got a sickening sense
That I’ve wasted my years.

I kept myself on the path of the just.
Set aside drinking and held out against lust.
Now my head is bleeding from a tree that swept by
And I’ve been praying to an empty sky.

And the waters too high
The banks will not hold.
I can’t keep my grip
Because my hands are too cold.
There’s dirt in my mouth
And a roar in my ears.
I’ve got a sickening sense
That I’ve wasted my years.

Track Name: O.C.D.T.

I take a pill every day
To make me think in an acceptable way
I wash it down with a cup of tea
My tiny ritual’s important to me

I live 7 minutes away from town
Sometimes the proximity gets me down
The implication that I’m a lazy guy
If I’d rather sit here and watch things go by

I need my cup of tea
It’s important to me
If I don’t get my cup of tea
I don’t think you’ll like what you see

I like my sandwiches a certain way round
If I eat them sideways I can’t keep them down
And though it looks like my life’s filled with difficulty
My system works just fine for me.

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Track Name: Jack

A murder of murderous crows hunt the hawk.
Lust carries her sharp whip at her side
bloated financiers own parliament and press.
that makes them twice the devil you are.

There is no let up
There is no end to what we're asked to do.
There is no let up
There is no end to what we're asked to do.

You clean the outside of the cup and the dish
Wear these glasses, you will be more handsome
We are three dimensional cross sections
of our four dimensional self.

There is no let up
There is no end to what we're asked to do.
There is no let up
There is no end to what we're asked to do.

Track Name: Dramatica

We drink, we drink, we drink, we drink,
we drink, we drink, we drink, we drink, we drink,
Til we can no longer think
Til we can no longer think
Til we can no longer think
Til all that we can say is ha ha ha ha ha ha ha haaa

We fight, we fight, we fight, we fight,
we fight, we fight, we fight, we fight, we fight,
though we can’t tell you who’s right
though we all think we are right
Cos who’s right changes by night
And all that we can do is buy another drink at the bar.

Chingaling, when we were children we liked David Bowie
Chingaling, when we were children we liked David Bowie
There must be something
in the nature of television
makes us so happy.
There must be something
in the nature of television
makes us so happy

Just waves in space

We drink, we drink, we drink, we drink,
we drink, we drink, we drink, we drink, we drink,
Til we can no longer think
Til we can no longer think
Til we can no longer think
Til all that we can say is ha ha ha ha ha ha ha haaa

We fight, we fight, we fight, we fight,
we fight, we fight, we fight, we fight, we fight,
though we can’t tell you who’s right
though we all think we are right
Cos who’s right changes by night
And all that we can do is buy another drink at the bar.

Track Name: Descent

No one told me life could be so damn confusing
I always thought that I'd be winning now I'm losing
Just goes to show

And in the darkness when the world is chasing rabbits
The darkness hugs me like a giant concrete slab it's
So hard to breathe

So I walk outside where the air is cool and fragrant
I search for handholds so I can reverse my descent
My face in grass

And time passes and history’s made behind my back
My bones get thinner and my teeth decay and then crack
I stop to care

And heaven knows that I have tried hard to be faithful
And heaven knows that I have tried not to be hateful
Why don’t you know?
Why don’t you know?
Why don’t you know?

Shakes the dust from his wings
Sand dry throated he sings
"I've been killing for thousands of years
you exist to feed me"

Track Name: Mummy's Little Angels

Susie’s on the phone and she’s crying because her husbands not there.
You said that she was special but now it seems you just couldn’t care.
She’s been through this before and she’s damned if she will do it again.
Susie’s on the phone and if you don’t pick up she’ll kill your children.

Poor Susie

With her Myra Hindley hairdo and her arms around your babies tight.
They’re seen heading past the bank in a stop motion dance in black and white.
She’s run hosepipe through the window from the tailpipe of the family car.
Puts the children on the back seat as you have one for the road at the bar.

Poor Susie

As you stumble down your street you see a crowd has gathered up ahead.
There’s flashing lights and uniforms and someone’s screaming “mummy’s dead”
The poison took her first and your smart child knew how to unlock the door.
And the eyes that turn to you burn home the fact that you’re not loved anymore

And they sing
I Can
Hold My Breath Forever
I Can
Hold My Breath Forever
I Can
Hold My Breath Forever
I Can
Hold My Breath Forever

Track Name: In Sight of My God

The holes in your hands,
And the blood on your brow,
They mean nothing,
At all.
Supreme masochist.
All the feet that you kissed,
It changed nothing,
At all

When we come, we drink,
we form, we hate,
we doubt, we call,
We become

When we cry, we walk,
we serve, we feel,
we write, we feed,
We become

When we end, we turn,
we have, we see,
we start, we need,
We become

When we stumble, produce,
diminish, compete,
abandon, unlock
We become

In the cold, in the dark,
In the pain, in the scars,
When alone with what’s ours
We become

In the cold, in the dark,
When it all falls apart
Alone with our holes
We become

And I’ll stab my eyes in the sight of my god.
And I’ll flay my skin in the sight of my god.
And I’ll burn my hair in the sight of my god.
And I’ll break my fingers in the sight of my god.

Track Name: Lowville

Welcome to Lowville
We’ve got something for you
A jacket to wear
So that you won’t care
When we hurt you

Welcome to Lowville
Life was too loud for you
So I’ve a man here
Who’ll drive nails in your ears
And won’t charge you

In Lowville we're decent
And we love your accent
Please don't get too close
Or we will break your nose
Just to warn you.

There's beauty in Lowville
We've painted out free will
So you can't see our lies
We'll throw dust in your eyes
Then we'll guide you.